"The conflict will harden, that's for sure": the anger of French fishermen trapped by Brexit

In the mouth of the port of Boulogne-sur-Mer, a slow ballet of trawlers barely breaks the silence of the night. It is three o'clock in the morning, the temperature does not exceed five degrees on this Monday in November and the mutic fishermen are piling up for another week at sea. On Admiral Huguet's quay, vans deposit the last sailors under a drizzle ice. They hastily prepare their boats to take the next departure slots which are spread out for another two hours. Obviously insensitive to the weather, Loïc maneuvers with his bare hands a huge blue net which he unrolls from his winch, behind the Madeleine bridge. It has been eleven months since the vessel that employs her can no longer set the trawl in British waters, which are much more full of fish than the French coasts. He lacks a license,that only London delivers. Sailors are not really used to talking about their problems. The current parade of ministers and journalists at their bedside

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